At noon today

Rain is falling steadily, and since we are under the roof, I am loving the sound of it. Yesterday we squeezed in a bike ride between downpours and made it to the top of Alpine Road in Portola Valley along Corte Madera Creek, which was happily filling and burbling down along the San Andreas fault. Any houses up here are pretty well hidden so it’s one of my favourite bike routes.

Meanwhile our creek, the one that is dry at least six months of the year these days, is also filling up. Apparently folks on the other side of the creek, which is in Menlo Park, has spotted steelhead in it and the occasional coyote and fox visits their back yard. Sometimes it threatens to flood its banks, but that’s been pretty rare lately.